going on.
i hate crappy school websites that don't post any important information.
i'm not writing my 2nd essay...but no one has to know. i don't know the name of the photog, so i guess i've given up.
i'm definitely not doing that bullshit 2d project. the whole thing is completely vague, and i didn't come to college to work on that crap.
this weekend, i'm going back home. pretty excited. semi-excited. kinda. eh. whatever. i feel like i don't belong with them sometimes. since i don't really feel in place here, i'm stuck in this in-between-friendships void that i won't can't escape until 2012.
guys at this school are beyond ridiculous. immature or unavailible. there's never a balance...or maybe i'm not looking hard enough.
i don't think i'm putting enough effort into having a social life. i'm not sure i want to...i've worked hard as fuck to get where i am now with my closest friends and i think i'm scared of starting over/letting go.
my relationship with my mother is deteriorating. my laughter is fake, patience is non-existant. i don't know what went wrong, but i'm not sure if i care. my emotions and sincerity are far from constant, so i never really know how to feel about anything.
getting some b-sides from my favorite blog...later.
i'm not writing my 2nd essay...but no one has to know. i don't know the name of the photog, so i guess i've given up.
i'm definitely not doing that bullshit 2d project. the whole thing is completely vague, and i didn't come to college to work on that crap.
this weekend, i'm going back home. pretty excited. semi-excited. kinda. eh. whatever. i feel like i don't belong with them sometimes. since i don't really feel in place here, i'm stuck in this in-between-friendships void that i won't can't escape until 2012.
guys at this school are beyond ridiculous. immature or unavailible. there's never a balance...or maybe i'm not looking hard enough.
i don't think i'm putting enough effort into having a social life. i'm not sure i want to...i've worked hard as fuck to get where i am now with my closest friends and i think i'm scared of starting over/letting go.
my relationship with my mother is deteriorating. my laughter is fake, patience is non-existant. i don't know what went wrong, but i'm not sure if i care. my emotions and sincerity are far from constant, so i never really know how to feel about anything.
getting some b-sides from my favorite blog...later.
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